The inspiration for this image first came to me a few months ago during mass...
The gospel reading was the parable of the brides waiting for the bridegroom. I pictured the warm glow of light from their lamps, the cool blue of the sleeping town below, their faces turned outward in anticipation for the return of their beloved. But that image, like so many that flit into my imagination at random moments, was lost in the the busyness of life. I did not think of it again until the feast of the Epiphany.
I'm slowly working my way through our VHS collection of the Disney classics. The other day my daughter and I snuggled on the couch with a bowl of frozen cherries (those were, in hindsight, a really bad idea) and watched The Great Mouse Detective. What I discovered was a surprisingly deep tale of morality.
"Christmas is, for me, the joy and love that passed between a young woman and the child who had been placed in her arms."
— Scott Hahn, Joy to the World
A year and a half ago, my midwife handed me a pink little girl, and my world exploded. After 24 hours of hard labour, I will never forget how instantly I fell in love with this beautiful new person.
"My past, O Lord, to your mercy; my present, to your love; my future, to your providence."
—Saint Padre Pio
I'm just getting over a nasty flu (ergo the lack of blog post this past week), and boy did it freak me out.
"I do not pray for success, I pray for faithfulness."
— Mother Teresa
The other day I came across this gem from Peter Kreeft:
I think nobody alive today is a more powerful agent of conversion than someone like Mother Teresa. You can refute arguments but not her life. When she came to the National Prayer Breakfast and lectured President Clinton about abortion, he had nothing to say to her. He can’t argue with a saint. It’s too bad there isn’t an easier way, because becoming a saint is not the easiest thing in the world. It’s much easier to become an apologist or a philosopher or a theologian.
I just shipped off 150 prints to Pure Witness Ministries!
This ministry, founded by some of my dearest friends, is doing amazing things for the Church in Western Canada. They have impacted my life deeply, and I know many young adults—including my sister Nicole and my brother Gregory—who have given a year or more of their life to work with them, and have come away on fire for their faith. Their missionary work has blessed many parishes, schools, and communities.
This fall we collaborated on a fundraiser!